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Nonsensical Grace: A Letter to Myself
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Monday, September 9, 2013. A Letter to Myself. I am now a full time graduate student, which means that I spend most of the day in my pajamas telling myself I can't watch anymore TV until I do some work. Today, I completed one of my first assignments: a letter to myself, reminding me why I want to become a teacher. How can you be like them? Teaching, all the while telling yourself you didn't want to spend the rest of your life in a classroom. But you do, you want to teach and you want so badly to be g...
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Nonsensical Grace: April 2012
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Wednesday, April 18, 2012. I found out yesterday that a local community theater is holding auditions for a summer musical. Since I spend half of my waking hours wishing I were a famous actress and the other half reading about famous actors, the thought of acting again dazzled me. But then I started watching videos of girls who were five years younger than me, adorable, confident and talented. And then I started reading everything I could find about the actors: articles in local papers, facebook. And then...
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Nonsensical Grace: November 2013
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Friday, November 15, 2013. Several trips to the vet, syringes full of medicine, water and mushy food to get him even the littlest nutrition. We've been sitting by his litter box for hours, holding hands, watching him shake and strain to pee. We've counted all the little dots of his urine, shoved muscle relaxers into his little mouth, and helped him onto his pillow when he couldn't make it himself. I think I have spent the last 48 hours saying goodbye, smelling his fur, telling him I'm sorry. Glamorous Mi...
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Nonsensical Grace: October 2011
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Monday, October 31, 2011. Be kind, please rewind. While I was cleaning yesterday, I turned on Much Ado About Nothing. Yesterday, I thought about the time I watched Romeo and Juliet in the park with my good friend Jason. We didn't stay for the end, leaving early for Winstead's butterscotch shakes and steak fries, but I can remember exactly where we sat and how the stage looked. I remember my trip with Steven to the Globe theatre, standing as groundlings for Henry IV in the London rain. It was magical.
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Nonsensical Grace: June 2013
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Saturday, June 15, 2013. The Ravings of a Potentially Homeless Twenty-Something. When I woke up this morning, I jumped on Craigslist first thing, as I have been doing every morning for awhile now, to find our next apartment. Link after link of places that we can't afford, don't like, aren't real all in the hopes of finding the perfect place eventually. Just fill out the application I email to you later and write that deposit check when you get home. OK we said, and the world was a f* king dream. Now I'm ...
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Nonsensical Grace: September 2013
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Monday, September 9, 2013. A Letter to Myself. I am now a full time graduate student, which means that I spend most of the day in my pajamas telling myself I can't watch anymore TV until I do some work. Today, I completed one of my first assignments: a letter to myself, reminding me why I want to become a teacher. How can you be like them? Teaching, all the while telling yourself you didn't want to spend the rest of your life in a classroom. But you do, you want to teach and you want so badly to be g...
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Nonsensical Grace: November 2011
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Friday, November 18, 2011. You want to be stranded on an island with me. Oh my gosh, do you even remember who I am! Is anyone even reading this anymore! Time and again, my fairy blogmother (I just made that up) has said to me:. McKenna, darlin’, dontcha want the people ter read yer blog? Why then, ya must keep posting on a regular basis.”. Yeah, she’s an Irish pirate. To which I say:. I diet, save money, and do laundry with my heart all of the time. But, gosh if it isn’t cute! Fast forward: So there I wa...
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Nonsensical Grace: January 2012
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Monday, January 16, 2012. I'm not making any promises. I'm embarrassed by how long it's taken me to post. Don't look at me, I'm blushing. I've just had a damn hard time organizing thoughts, choosing a focus, and living up to the sentiment of New Year posts. I felt like I should be writing reflections and resolutions, and I couldn't. What makes the first of one month different from the first of another, really? Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Im not making any promises. My Cobra Rock Boots from Marfa.
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Nonsensical Grace: Hide It Under a Bushel
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Monday, August 27, 2012. Hide It Under a Bushel. Over the last few months, Steven and I have lost our power twice. Oh man, how NOT awesome is that? Has been out for days,. But your body continues to go through the motions. Then there's the bathing in freezing cold water and the way getting dressed and applying makeup has become dependant on the use of a headlamp and the small sphere of light it casts in your bathroom mirror. Which, honestly, is pretty creepy. Oh headlamp, I have known thee well. Losing p...
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Nonsensical Grace: Hello Again
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Tuesday, February 5, 2013. I had lunch with a friend today. It was delicious, thank you, and while we visited we talked about the periods of life when you feel like you’re all over the place and everything is coming up question marks:. What do I want to do? Am I preoccupied with the idea that there is something unique for me to do? How can I get my hair to grow faster? Why is it, exactly, that I have MULTIPLE pieces of clothing with safety pins holding them together? Girlfriend NEEDS to stop eating.
